Chapter 2303 Overwhelmed

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled lightly upon hearing Zhou Nianzu's words.

"Why can't I drink tea? Did something happen?"

Looking at Zhou Nianzu, Zhao Fusheng asked slowly.

In his heart, his opinion of this man was actually quite high.

Zhou Nianzu was the kind of capable professional manager; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to build up Weibo in the first place.

It must be known that to this day, Weibo has occupied an important position in many people's lives, and if Zhao Fusheng's estimation was correct, this incarnation of Weibo might develop even better.

And all of this was created by the man before him.

Now, he was the General Manager and CEO of Future Technology.

Zhao Fusheng had great confidence in him.

"Oh, my chairman."

Zhou Nianzu looked at Zhao Fusheng helplessly: "Do you really not know, or are you pretending? The rumor outside is going crazy, saying you plan to sell Future Group, including Future Technology, possibly to Buffett."

"Ah?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then laughed.

He really hadn't known about this news.

The speed at which news spread outside was quite fast.

Unknowingly, so many interesting things had already been rumored.

Buffett?

A cold smile curled at the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth. In his view, someone was definitely stirring things up behind the scenes.

Otherwise, how could something like this happen?

It must be known that he had already learned Buffett's original words through some channels.

The old stock god had said that if Zhao Fusheng was willing to sell part of Future Investment's shares in Facebook, Samsung, or Alibaba, he would certainly take them.

As for the other industries of Future Group?

The stock god's assessment was that they were very good and had great development prospects.

But he had absolutely never said he would acquire Zhao Fusheng's company.

In other words, someone was deliberately spreading this news.

"Don't worry."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand with a smile and said to Zhou Nianzu: "It's not as exaggerated as you think."

"Ah?"

Zhou Nianzu frowned upon hearing this, looking at Zhao Fusheng in surprise: "Have you changed your mind, Chairman?"

He thought Zhao Fusheng had changed his mind and no longer intended to sell company shares.

In fact, as the head of Future Technology, he naturally knew Zhao Fusheng's original plan. But the problem now was that the rumors outside were becoming increasingly unreliable. In Zhou Nianzu's view, the best choice at this moment was to do nothing and halt the original plan.

That way, there would be no need to worry about any trouble.

After all, there were too many uncertainties in the business world, and new news could come out at any time.

Waiting and seeing was sometimes the best response.

But unfortunately, while Zhou Nianzu thought this way, Zhao Fusheng did not.

Hearing Zhou Nianzu's words, Zhao Fusheng chuckled and waved his hand: "No need."

"This..."

Zhou Nianzu didn't know what else to say.

He actually understood Zhao Fusheng's thoughts, but the problem was that if Zhao Fusheng still insisted on proceeding with his plan, it might end up with nothing left.

Thinking of this, Zhou Nianzu gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Chairman, if you really intend to sell shares and bring in new investors, how do you plan to handle the voting rights?"

"Voting rights?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed upon hearing this: "What, are you interested?"

Obviously, since Zhou Nianzu asked, he must be interested.

"Yes."

Zhou Nianzu nodded: "To be honest, I am very optimistic about Future Technology's future development. I think it's a company with boundless prospects."

Given his personality, being able to say such words showed that he truly believed in Future Technology.

After all, having worked here for about a year, Zhou Nianzu was undoubtedly the most knowledgeable about the company's development.

In his view, the outside world had underestimated Future Technology's situation.

Not to mention anything else, just the projects the company was pushing forward in R&D and had previously shelved, if given enough time and financial support, would likely yield results.

In that case, there was no reason not to give it a try.

Rather than handing such a good company over to investors who didn't understand the situation, it would be better to study with Dong Guoxiang and take over the company.

People all have ambition, and Zhou Nianzu was no exception.

It was just that before, Zhao Fusheng was so dominant that even if he had ambition or different ideas, he had to endure obediently.

Now that Zhao Fusheng insisted on bringing in new investors, Zhou Nianzu felt he might give it a try.

"I see..."

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, sitting there silently for a long time.

In fact, Zhou Nianzu had never understood the true purpose of this plan.

Was Zhao Fusheng a fool?

Of course not!

He wouldn't simply sell his shares for nothing, especially not at the expense of his own interests.

Only an idiot would do that!

For him, maximizing profits was always the foundation, no matter what.

Even if he planned to retire, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't make a losing deal.

It was just that not everyone understood his thoughts.

In many people's eyes, a company that was already very successful but still insisted on financing and bringing in new investors was clearly a wrong decision.

And Zhao Fusheng, who made this wrong decision, was clearly crazy!

Some were anxious for Zhao Fusheng.

Some were secretly delighted.

Some were already ready to pick up bargains.

But now it seemed that Zhou Nianzu was on his side.

At least, he hadn't made any strange suggestions.

"Old Zhou."

Zhao Fusheng looked up at Zhou Nianzu and chuckled: "Do you think I can't see Future Technology's development prospects?"

"Of course not."

Zhou Nianzu shook his head, denying it outright.

As the head of Future Technology, he had naturally looked into the company's development trajectory over the years.

It had to be said that Zhao Fusheng's vision was truly ahead of its time; he had started investing in R&D for various new programs and projects years ago, which led to Future Technology's current achievements.

From this perspective, Zhou Nianzu had to admit that Zhao Fusheng's regard for Future Technology was second only to his regard for Future Investment.

This was also what he admired about Zhao Fusheng.

No matter when, he could always grasp the most fashionable and cutting-edge trends of the times. Such a boss was a living legend, a genuine genius!

Wait!

A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind.

Zhou Nianzu looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

He suddenly realized.

Perhaps, as Zhao Fusheng had just said, he hadn't seen through the boss's arrangement at all.

"Boss..."

Zhou Nianzu looked at Zhao Fusheng, tentatively wanting to ask him something.

But Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "Don't overthink it. I don't plan to give up Future Technology. But if the company wants to go public, bringing in new investors for financing is an inevitable result."

For private enterprises to go public, financing is an inevitable process.

Zhou Nianzu actually understood this too.

He just didn't understand that, if he remembered correctly, a long time ago Zhao Fusheng had explicitly stated that the companies under Future Group would not go public.

But now, Future Film had already gone public, and not long ago, it had undergone financing and equity split.

Zhao Fusheng now only held a little over ten percent of Future Film's shares; the real major shareholders had become companies like Tencent Technology.

And now, it was the turn of subsidiaries like Future Technology and Future Advertising.

What exactly did Zhao Fusheng want to do?

Thinking of this, Zhou Nianzu felt he really needed to understand the situation.

So, he said sincerely to Zhao Fusheng: "Chairman, since you know this, why still do it? If we need financing, why rush?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and waved his hand: "Because I plan to retire."

"Retire?"

As soon as these two words were spoken, Zhou Nianzu was instantly dumbfounded.

He looked at Zhao Fusheng, who was just over thirty, completely at a loss for words.

If it were a man in his fifties, it would be understandable—after decades of struggle, now with success and a net worth of tens of billions of dollars, wanting to retire and enjoy life was normal.

But the problem was, how old was Zhao Fusheng?

The guy was just over thirty!

Zhou Nianzu suddenly felt that his own decades of life had been wasted.

So young, and already thinking about retiring!

"Haha, don't overthink it."

Zhao Fusheng said to Zhou Nianzu: "I definitely have my arrangements for the company. Even if we bring in investors, the decision-making power will remain in our hands. Besides, you don't want your shares to never appreciate, do you?"

"Hmm?"

Zhou Nianzu was startled upon hearing this.

When he joined the company, Zhao Fusheng had promised to give him management shares like Dong Guoxiang.

Now, Zhao Fusheng brought it up again, seemingly ready to fulfill that promise.

It must be known that for professional managers, especially those like Zhou Nianzu, equity incentives were definitely one of the reasons to keep striving in a company.

No professional manager would turn down money.

Zhou Nianzu was no exception.

Since Zhao Fusheng had already made arrangements, he naturally didn't plan to say anything more.

After a few more words, Zhou Nianzu stood up and took his leave.

Watching his retreating figure, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth.

Sure enough, all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit.

No matter who, no matter how lofty their words, once their own interests are involved, their stance changes.

Just like Zhou Nianzu just now.

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Zhou Nianzu was not the only one with such thoughts.

Zhao Fusheng could actually understand their thinking; after all, they were just ordinary people with their own interests.

In other words, for him, these subsidiaries under Future Group might just be a business.

But for these people, they were the careers they worked hard for.

Different levels of importance naturally led to different mindsets.

For example, if Zhao Fusheng sold these shares, he could still live a carefree life, make investments, and do whatever he wanted.

But Zhou Nianzu and others might not have such an opportunity.

Because they couldn't be sure if the next boss would trust them as much as he did.

This was a very realistic issue.

It was often said that a new emperor brings new ministers; business was much the same.

For investors, if they weren't entrepreneurs but professional managers, wouldn't it be appropriate to replace the management with professional managers more aligned with them?

Of course, it was very appropriate.

That was why Zhou Nianzu had come to him.

Not everyone, like Zheng Yao and Dong Chenxi, could be unconcerned about future development.

After all, they had such a good relationship with Zhao Fusheng that even if they left Future Group, he could ensure they lived a life of luxury without worry.

For most people, once Future Group underwent financing and brought in new investors, if Zhao Fusheng couldn't guarantee control over the group, there would likely be large-scale personnel changes.

At that time, it wouldn't just affect one or two people.

However, Zhao Fusheng still hadn't expected that someone else would come to him.

Han Bin.

The former manufacturer of Aipu phones, the fat man who had cooperated well with Zhao Fusheng.

Unexpectedly, he gave Zhao Fusheng a call.

"Got time? Let's meet up."

Han Bin extended an invitation to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng vaguely guessed his intention but didn't find anything wrong.

At a time like this, anyone who could find a way to contact him wouldn't miss this opportunity.

It must be known that Future Group's financial and industrial conditions were so excellent, like a delicious cake attracting everyone's attention.

Any investor with a sound mind knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After all, if Zhao Fusheng changed his mind, others' hopes of getting a piece of the pie would vanish.

Soon, Zhao Fusheng arrived by car at the place agreed with Han Bin.

In recent years, entertainment venues in the capital had been increasing; it seemed that wealthy Chinese people liked to meet and discuss business in clubs.

Of course, Han Bin wasn't stupid; he knew Zhao Fusheng's current status and wouldn't try any tricks in a club, so he simply found a relatively secluded place to meet Zhao Fusheng.

"Long time no see."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Han Bin, who was still fat, even fatter, and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I feel like you haven't changed at all, while I'm getting older."

Han Bin smiled and said to Zhao Fusheng.

He meant it; after knowing each other for so many years, he always felt that Zhao Fusheng was pretty much the same as when they first met, with no change.